May my key board fail if I forget to forward this e mail <br /> <br />My soul is dark - Oh! quickly bring <br />An e-mail I can yet Find so d’ ear; <br />And let thy gentle fingers fling <br />Its melting murmurs o'er mine ear. <br />If in this heart can bear to read aloud, <br />That sound shall charm it forth again: <br />Then in these eyes there lurk a lettered cowd, <br />'Twill flow, and cease to burn my brain. <br />But bid the message be wild and deep, <br />Nor let thy notes of joy be first: <br />I tell thee, correspondents l, I must weep, <br />Or else this heavy heart will burst; <br />For it hath been by sorrow nursed, <br />And ached in sleepless silence, fail; <br />And now 'tis doomed to know the worst, <br />And break at once - or yield to your long email.<br /><br />JAMES ROBERTS<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/may-my-key-board-fail-if-i-forget-this-e-mail/
